October 29, 2007
By Kyle White, Pompton Plains, NJ

To escape my own world I take this one
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out

In, out
Rap tap, rap tap goes the rain on the pane
Oh my pain
Cover me and let me weep
Nothing ahead, behind or here.

In, out
From the chords not only come the sound
but a bittersweet plunge into teenage angst
Oh we’ll all be famous

In, out
It’s harder to say things than to write them
Oh I can’t put it in words
Let my tears run to my veins and
Bring me back.

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